"Hmmmm... My paw's getting sticky..." Maria said. "If I keep gettin' in there with it, the honey's gonna dry and leave it all crusty..."
She wiped her mildly-sticky paw on her sleeve. "Now what?"
She thought about the pig that was supposed to be around here somewhere... And how pigs ate...
"I guess I could just lean in there and slurp some of the honey up... But... Eating like a pig is embarrassing," Maria bemoaned.
While she didn't want to eat like a pig, she also didn't want to get her paw sticky. And nobody was around to see her, anyway...
"Oh... Alright..." It never took much to change Maria's mind, especially when she was hungry.
Maria began to position herself over the lip of the hive's opening, trying to attain both balance and comfort. She eventually found the right position: The lip would be right under Maria's bustline.
Having found the right spot, she thrust her muzzle into the honey reservoir and began to suck up as much of the delicious honey as she could. Her rear-end began to "dance," much as it had earlier, swishing left and right, up and down, as her tail wagged back and forth. Every minute or so, she'd raise her muzzle and gasp for air, giggle giddily while honey dripped from her muzzle into her cleavage, and return her lips to the reservoir.
After twenty minutes of engorging herself on honey, Maria was still going, hungry as ever. Her belly, which by all accounts should be stretched taut and near-to-bursting, had actually become a bit softer, as had the rest of her body. Her ass, still dancing, now jiggled and bounced a bit as she swayed, becoming thicker as time went by. Her hips, voluptuous and full in the first place, had become even fuller, and added a bit more momentum to her "dance." Indeed, this honey seemed to metabolize very quickly, turning almost-instantly into fat on the orange vixen's frame. She hadn't noticed herself becoming heavier, though; she was only paying attention to her hunger and the sweet, sweet honey right in front of her.
Her focus was broken, however, when the honey level of the 50-foot-long reservoir had dropped 5 inches, leaving it out of her reach.
"Awwwwww..." Maria whined. "I'm still hungry, though..."
She got up and stretched a bit, then tried to reposition herself. She leveraged herself on her thickened tummy, and leaned even further into the reservoir, beginning her binge anew, eating even faster, all the while ignoring how her armor was becoming tighter, or how she was beginning to fill up more of the hive's mouth.
Her belly grew as fat gathered, smothering the lip of the hive's mouth with pillowy vixen-flesh; her asscheeks did, as well, now not even needing Maria's swaying motion to send them into a hearty wobble; her hips and thighs were not spared, either, as they too became thicker and fatter.
Her arms had become flabby, jiggling as they grasped whatever surface they could for leverage, and a second chin had begun to develop under her muzzle. Her body, overall, was becoming thicker; she had to have gained 50 pounds since she started eating the honey.
After a while she raised her muzzle up from the reservoir. Something was troubling her...
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